Lonely Traveler

Standing on the moon, day and night, alcohol particles

to one another-and that,

princess padadhulite disgruntled birds

anagonaya the ear, wait for the

surface Roy looked at the distant traveler.

On the other side of the wall - the heart of the

man lying on the side - a passer-by in

compassion cried

when he saw the spark of melted pain

People drowning near death; And in the

dust of the earth we are gradually getting lost in the

paradise of illusion -sacrifice.

The grief of losing all the anklets of darkness

the storm of dancing in this half-naked

world, the

helpless traveler in the pulsars of unknown light in the sky-underworld .

In that wounded yard, which is millions of years old,

still dark for no reason , only darkness, in the

cradle of thought, the lone wanderer of wonder